Xie Yun said: "You should know."
Zhao Yu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the stairs where his son left, and said, "Mr. Xie, you and your wife, please take a seat first. I'll go make some tea."
Even though he had a nanny and a servant, he insisted on making tea himself. It has to be said that Zhao Yu is really good at handling things.
Zhao Yu went to the stall to make tea, and the living room became extremely quiet until footsteps were heard at the stairs - Zhao Ya came down.
His face was full of reluctance, and he slammed his phone onto the sofa: “What you want.”
The phone fell between where An Meng and Xie Yun were sitting. They both subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and their hands accidentally touched each other.
Feeling the warm touch of their skin, An Meng paused and withdrew her hand like lightning.
Xie Yun gave her an ambiguous look, slowly picked up his phone, and opened the photo album.
An Meng swallowed uncomfortably and slowly moved over to look at the phone screen.
As the disgusting scene came to their ears, Xie Yun and An Meng's expressions became more and more solemn.
[God damn it, this beast is really capable of doing this! ]
"Have you finished reading it?" Zhao Ya asked impatiently, "Give me back my phone, I'll delete it now."
Xie Yun exited the photo album, turned off the phone screen, and handed the phone to Zhao Ya.
Zhao Ya deleted all the videos and photos in the album in front of everyone, and showed the empty album to Xie Yun and An Meng: "Is this okay now?"
An Meng asked: "Is there no backup?"
Zhao Ya frowned and said impatiently, "I've already said it, no, are you done yet?!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yu came over with the brewed tea and scolded him, "Xiao Ya, how can you talk like that!"
"Mr. Xie, I'm so sorry," Zhao Yu turned to Xie Yun, "This kid is spoiled and speaks so disrespectfully!"
Xie Yun didn't say anything and continued to look at Zhao Ya.
Huo Minxuan picked up the teacup and said, "Xie Yun, sometimes, you can't be too impatient when doing things."
Xie Yun mocked bluntly: "If you are not impatient, why did you come to the Zhao family today?"
An Meng laughed.
When Huo Minxuan heard the laughter, his face darkened and he put down the teacup heavily.
"What happened? Let's talk it over nicely," Zhao Yu sat down on the sofa, shrank his neck, and acted as a peacemaker.
"Uncle Zhao," An Meng said, "You really don't know what happened?"
Zhao Yu's eyes flickered a few times but he didn't say anything.
"Zhao Ya raped Feng Miao and even recorded the incident. Are you still going to cover up for him?" An Meng asked, "Sometimes, you shouldn't spoil your children too much, otherwise it will lead to disaster sooner or later!"
Zhao Ya listened, his brows etched with disdain and impatience, almost enough to squeeze water out of it. "It's no big deal. Feng Miao's family is so poor, what can they do to me?"
An Meng was dumbfounded, staring at his indifferent face, and was shocked.
[This little rascal is born a bad guy! ]
"Xiaoya," Zhao Yu shouted, "Shut up!"
"In short," Zhao Ya ignored his father's words and said to Xie Yun and An Meng, "I don't have a backup, believe it or not!"
Huo Minxuan watched from the side with an unfathomable smile on his face.
An Meng glanced at him coldly and said to Zhao Ya, "Yes, you don't have a backup."
Zhao Ya showed a smug expression, but this confident look was immediately shattered by An Meng's next words.
An Meng fixed her gaze on him and said, "Because your plan is to package these videos and photos as resources and sell them to overseas websites!"
This sentence immediately caused an uproar in Zhao Yu's heart!
He pointed at Zhao Ya and trembled, "Xiao Ya, is this true?"
Zhao Ya had a gloomy face and said nothing.
When Zhao Yu saw his expression, he knew it was probably true.
He said bitterly, "What did I tell you? Since you've transferred to another school, you must never do anything you shouldn't do again! How could you...how could you do such a thing?"
"Who taught you these things!" In an instant, Zhao Yu's hair seemed to have turned a lot whiter.
Zhao Ya's face, with its sharp lines and high cheekbones, showed no emotion at all as he looked at his father coldly.
"Who else?" An Meng said in a deep voice, "Huo Minxuan, you answer his question."
"Ask me?" Huo Minxuan's expression cracked as he watched the show. "How should I know?"
Zhao Ya remained silent and cold.
"You know, because this person is you!" An Meng said.
Hearing this, Zhao Yu suddenly turned his head and looked at Huo Minxuan with disbelief on his face.
An Meng said, "Huo Minxuan, after you listened to Zhao Yu's drunken talk, you started contacting his son Zhao Ya. You told Sun Juan that as long as she did what you said, you would make Zhao Ya delete the video."
Huo Minxuan stared at An Meng motionlessly, his face gloomy.
"But do you really know how to do it?" An Meng scoffed, turning her gaze to Zhao Ya, "What did Huo Minxuan tell you?"
Zhao Ya clenched his fists, the muscles on his cheeks bulged, and he stared at An Meng without saying a word.
As Zhao Yu listened, his heart began to beat like a drum, and he stared blankly at his son.
"How could you possibly be willing to delete the videos for Sun Juan and Feng Miao? You were clearly using these videos and recordings to threaten Feng Miao vigorously. How could you possibly lose the fun? And you're not willing to give in, are you? Why would you compromise?" An Meng said to Zhao Ya. "So, Huo Minxuan gave you a good idea, exactly what you wanted."
"Give Huo Minxuan a backup of the videos and photos you have. This way, you can secretly exploit Feng Miao's bloody crime and complete the deal between you and Huo Minxuan. Why not do it?"
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